My foolish little pet was careless with my favorite pair of latex gloves and ripped the fingers open. Now he has hell to pay and a stern disciplining is forthcoming. I instruct him to kneel below me and I slap his face over and over again until he begins to learn from his mistakes. I take away his gift of speech, and I only permit him to bark and whimper like a disobedient mutt.

He must kneel before me and accept his bitch slap punishment, with him only barking to show his emotional state. The look of anguish on his face only inspires me to slap him harder and faster. Slap after stinging slap, I smack the snot out of him turning both cheeks bright red and puffy.

It is necessary to treat him as less than human, a lowly creature who must be beaten into submission and learn by harsh corporal discipline. All males require discipline, and it's only fitting to treat them as the docile pets they truly are.

My foolish little pet was careless with my favorite pair of latex gloves and ripped the fingers open. Now he has hell to pay and a stern disciplining is forthcoming. I instruct him to kneel below me and I slap his face over and over again until he begins to learn from his mistakes. I take away his gift of speech, and I only permit him to bark and whimper like a disobedient mutt.

He must kneel before me and accept his bitch slap punishment, with him only barking to show his emotional state. The look of anguish on his face only inspires me to slap him harder and faster. Slap after stinging slap, I smack the snot out of him turning both cheeks bright red and puffy.

It is necessary to treat him as less than human, a lowly creature who must be beaten into submission and learn by harsh corporal discipline. All males require discipline, and it's only fitting to treat them as the docile pets they truly are.

My foolish little pet was careless with my favorite pair of latex gloves and ripped the fingers open. Now he has hell to pay and a stern disciplining is forthcoming. I instruct him to kneel below me and I slap his face over and over again until he begins to learn from his mistakes. I take away his gift of speech, and I only permit him to bark and whimper like a disobedient mutt.

He must kneel before me and accept his bitch slap punishment, with him only barking to show his emotional state. The look of anguish on his face only inspires me to slap him harder and faster. Slap after stinging slap, I smack the snot out of him turning both cheeks bright red and puffy.

It is necessary to treat him as less than human, a lowly creature who must be beaten into submission and learn by harsh corporal discipline. All males require discipline, and it's only fitting to treat them as the docile pets they truly are.

My foolish little pet was careless with my favorite pair of latex gloves and ripped the fingers open. Now he has hell to pay and a stern disciplining is forthcoming. I instruct him to kneel below me and I slap his face over and over again until he begins to learn from his mistakes. I take away his gift of speech, and I only permit him to bark and whimper like a disobedient mutt.

He must kneel before me and accept his bitch slap punishment, with him only barking to show his emotional state. The look of anguish on his face only inspires me to slap him harder and faster. Slap after stinging slap, I smack the snot out of him turning both cheeks bright red and puffy.

It is necessary to treat him as less than human, a lowly creature who must be beaten into submission and learn by harsh corporal discipline. All males require discipline, and it's only fitting to treat them as the docile pets they truly are.

Having already disciplined my helpless slave with a myriad of whips, paddles, riding crops, clothespins, nipple clamps, slapping, and spitting, it is time to put an exclamation point on his demise. This shall be accomplished with one of my most diabolical and feared (rightfully so) torment toys. That being my dreaded 50,000 volt electro shock blaster.

I make sure my victim is securely bound to my cast iron punishment bench, which locks in my slave's wrists, ankles and head, along with a properly placed ball gag to muffle his screams. And there will be screams, I assure you! Of all my many bondage devices, this is the one I cherish the most.

I begin by getting in my pet's face and waving my ominous shock blaster inches from his nose, as I pull the trigger to display it's high voltage arch (and scare the snot out of him). I simply cannot contain my laughter as I watch my panic stricken slave flinch and fidget as he tries to avoid the inevitable. But enough of the tease BS...let's get to the heart of the matter.

I begin lighting him up with a full 50,000 volts! No warm up (pardon the pun lol). I go after every inch off his body...arms, midriff, hands, belly and even his face! HA HA! But of course, I pay special attention to the sweet spots on his nipples and testicles! The head of his dick evokes an especially entertaining response! What fun!

Having already disciplined my helpless slave with a myriad of whips, paddles, riding crops, clothespins, nipple clamps, slapping, and spitting, it is time to put an exclamation point on his demise. This shall be accomplished with one of my most diabolical and feared (rightfully so) torment toys. That being my dreaded 50,000 volt electro shock blaster.

I make sure my victim is securely bound to my cast iron punishment bench, which locks in my slave's wrists, ankles and head, along with a properly placed ball gag to muffle his screams. And there will be screams, I assure you! Of all my many bondage devices, this is the one I cherish the most.

I begin by getting in my pet's face and waving my ominous shock blaster inches from his nose, as I pull the trigger to display it's high voltage arch (and scare the snot out of him). I simply cannot contain my laughter as I watch my panic stricken slave flinch and fidget as he tries to avoid the inevitable. But enough of the tease BS...let's get to the heart of the matter.

I begin lighting him up with a full 50,000 volts! No warm up (pardon the pun lol). I go after every inch off his body...arms, midriff, hands, belly and even his face! HA HA! But of course, I pay special attention to the sweet spots on his nipples and testicles! The head of his dick evokes an especially entertaining response! What fun!

Having already disciplined my helpless slave with a myriad of whips, paddles, riding crops, clothespins, nipple clamps, slapping, and spitting, it is time to put an exclamation point on his demise. This shall be accomplished with one of my most diabolical and feared (rightfully so) torment toys. That being my dreaded 50,000 volt electro shock blaster.

I make sure my victim is securely bound to my cast iron punishment bench, which locks in my slave's wrists, ankles and head, along with a properly placed ball gag to muffle his screams. And there will be screams, I assure you! Of all my many bondage devices, this is the one I cherish the most.

I begin by getting in my pet's face and waving my ominous shock blaster inches from his nose, as I pull the trigger to display it's high voltage arch (and scare the snot out of him). I simply cannot contain my laughter as I watch my panic stricken slave flinch and fidget as he tries to avoid the inevitable. But enough of the tease BS...let's get to the heart of the matter.

I begin lighting him up with a full 50,000 volts! No warm up (pardon the pun lol). I go after every inch off his body...arms, midriff, hands, belly and even his face! HA HA! But of course, I pay special attention to the sweet spots on his nipples and testicles! The head of his dick evokes an especially entertaining response! What fun!

Having already disciplined my helpless slave with a myriad of whips, paddles, riding crops, clothespins, nipple clamps, slapping, and spitting, it is time to put an exclamation point on his demise. This shall be accomplished with one of my most diabolical and feared (rightfully so) torment toys. That being my dreaded 50,000 volt electro shock blaster.

I make sure my victim is securely bound to my cast iron punishment bench, which locks in my slave's wrists, ankles and head, along with a properly placed ball gag to muffle his screams. And there will be screams, I assure you! Of all my many bondage devices, this is the one I cherish the most.

I begin by getting in my pet's face and waving my ominous shock blaster inches from his nose, as I pull the trigger to display it's high voltage arch (and scare the snot out of him). I simply cannot contain my laughter as I watch my panic stricken slave flinch and fidget as he tries to avoid the inevitable. But enough of the tease BS...let's get to the heart of the matter.

I begin lighting him up with a full 50,000 volts! No warm up (pardon the pun lol). I go after every inch off his body...arms, midriff, hands, belly and even his face! HA HA! But of course, I pay special attention to the sweet spots on his nipples and testicles! The head of his dick evokes an especially entertaining response! What fun!

In Part 2, I escalate my pain pet's agony to the next level. Having thoroughly bruised and lacerated his body with my most feared whips, I now lock him down in my feared cast iron punishment bench. This bench is uniquely designed with built in steel restraints for the wrists, ankles and neck to secure him firmly in place. There is also a built in ball gag attachment to keep his screams to a minimum.

Once I have my slave locked down in this bench, he is completely immobilized and unable to move a muscle. He is a sitting (or perhaps better put) kneeling duck, completely vulnerable to my sadistic whims. There is absolutely no escape. Being an extreme sadist, this bench suits me perfectly.

For my slave's punishment session I peruse my collection of arcane instruments of destruction and choose to use a myriad of extremely painful leather and hardwood paddles to inflict a scathing beatdown on his ass. Blow after agonizing blow, I turn his ass from pink to red to black and blue. But I'm not done with him yet. I continue to batter his ass cheeks until they literally turn the most delicious shade of black. Yes, you heard correctly. I literally beat the color completely out of him, leaving his ass as black as night.

In Part 2, I escalate my pain pet's agony to the next level. Having thoroughly bruised and lacerated his body with my most feared whips, I now lock him down in my feared cast iron punishment bench. This bench is uniquely designed with built in steel restraints for the wrists, ankles and neck to secure him firmly in place. There is also a built in ball gag attachment to keep his screams to a minimum.

Once I have my slave locked down in this bench, he is completely immobilized and unable to move a muscle. He is a sitting (or perhaps better put) kneeling duck, completely vulnerable to my sadistic whims. There is absolutely no escape. Being an extreme sadist, this bench suits me perfectly.

For my slave's punishment session I peruse my collection of arcane instruments of destruction and choose to use a myriad of extremely painful leather and hardwood paddles to inflict a scathing beatdown on his ass. Blow after agonizing blow, I turn his ass from pink to red to black and blue. But I'm not done with him yet. I continue to batter his ass cheeks until they literally turn the most delicious shade of black. Yes, you heard correctly. I literally beat the color completely out of him, leaving his ass as black as night.

In Part 2, I escalate my pain pet's agony to the next level. Having thoroughly bruised and lacerated his body with my most feared whips, I now lock him down in my feared cast iron punishment bench. This bench is uniquely designed with built in steel restraints for the wrists, ankles and neck to secure him firmly in place. There is also a built in ball gag attachment to keep his screams to a minimum.

Once I have my slave locked down in this bench, he is completely immobilized and unable to move a muscle. He is a sitting (or perhaps better put) kneeling duck, completely vulnerable to my sadistic whims. There is absolutely no escape. Being an extreme sadist, this bench suits me perfectly.

For my slave's punishment session I peruse my collection of arcane instruments of destruction and choose to use a myriad of extremely painful leather and hardwood paddles to inflict a scathing beatdown on his ass. Blow after agonizing blow, I turn his ass from pink to red to black and blue. But I'm not done with him yet. I continue to batter his ass cheeks until they literally turn the most delicious shade of black. Yes, you heard correctly. I literally beat the color completely out of him, leaving his ass as black as night.

In Part 2, I escalate my pain pet's agony to the next level. Having thoroughly bruised and lacerated his body with my most feared whips, I now lock him down in my feared cast iron punishment bench. This bench is uniquely designed with built in steel restraints for the wrists, ankles and neck to secure him firmly in place. There is also a built in ball gag attachment to keep his screams to a minimum.

Once I have my slave locked down in this bench, he is completely immobilized and unable to move a muscle. He is a sitting (or perhaps better put) kneeling duck, completely vulnerable to my sadistic whims. There is absolutely no escape. Being an extreme sadist, this bench suits me perfectly.

For my slave's punishment session I peruse my collection of arcane instruments of destruction and choose to use a myriad of extremely painful leather and hardwood paddles to inflict a scathing beatdown on his ass. Blow after agonizing blow, I turn his ass from pink to red to black and blue. But I'm not done with him yet. I continue to batter his ass cheeks until they literally turn the most delicious shade of black. Yes, you heard correctly. I literally beat the color completely out of him, leaving his ass as black as night.